Shock points 0.26.
Shock points 0.15.
Shock points 0.18.
Chu Xiaonan found that her shocking point had increased by nearly ten million, but the speed of growth had obviously slowed down.
Their reaction was really fast. It had only been three to four minutes, and they had already taken measures.
Chu Xiaonan focused her attention on the female streamer, Xiang Ling. As expected, she saw that her mobile phone's live broadcast room had already turned black.
"System, help me intercept the transmitted video.”
……
"General Xiang, we will stop these Han soldiers for you…"
The twenty-eight cavalrymen said in unison.
Xiang Yu looked up at the sky and laughed." Heaven wants to kill me, so what can I do?" Besides, Liu Ji and 8,000 children of Jiangdong crossed the Yangtze River and went west. Now none of them have returned. Even if the father and brother of Jiangdong pity me and make me king, how can I face them? Even if he doesn't say anything, is Ji not ashamed of himself?”
There were two kinds of heroes in the world. One was flexible, and the other was unyielding.
The people of Chu were mostly heroic and spoke of loyalty.
Obviously, Xiang Yu, the noble Hou Yi of the Yi Nation, belonged to the second category.
He was well-versed in military books and was extremely domineering. However, deep in his bones, there was pride and conceit. He would not allow himself to fail.
He had led eight thousand disciples of the River East to cross the river and conquer the world. The world he had promised was lost, and his beloved Concubine Yu had died in the siege of the army at Gaixia. Now, if he returned to the River East alone in a sorry state, he might have a chance to make a comeback, but he had no face to meet his elders.
This pride and conceit in his bones made him unwilling to return to River East alone even though he knew that he would die if he stayed.
The twenty-eight cavalrymen were speechless. They had followed Xiang Yu to conquer the world. They had suffered together and shared wealth together. Xiang Yu had never mistreated his own people.
They had long since become indifferent to life and death.
Xiang Yu pulled his Uya horse over." I know you are an elder. I rode this horse for five years and was invincible. I once traveled thousands of miles in a day. I couldn't bear to kill it and gave it to you."”
Xiangyu asked the old man to take his Ujama away.
Xiang Yu's gaze fell on the thousands of Han soldiers a mile away." Dismount!"”
He shouted, and the twenty-eight riders jumped off their horses.
They all threw away their halberds and long weapons and pulled out short knives.
They wanted to fight to the death!
Shua!
Xiang Yu took the lead. The twenty-eight of them charged at the thousands of Han soldiers like ferocious tigers.
It was as if the twenty-eight of them were surrounding the thousands of people.
This courage made the blood of countless people watching this battle boil.
This was Xiangyu.
Even if he was proud, conceited, and had no way out, he was still the Overlord of West Chu. He would rather break than bend.
Around the Overlord Tomb.
Other than the recitation of poems and the roars of warhorses, there was no other sound.
Everyone was looking at what had happened in the land of the Nine States for two thousand years.
Xiang Yu was still as brave as before, fighting a thousand people alone and killing hundreds of people.
In the end, all twenty-eight of them died in battle.
Xiang Yu stood alone among the thousands of Han soldiers.
In the distance, warhorses roared.
The earth's crust shook, and billowing smoke and dust surrounded them from three sides.
The main force of the Han army, the armed forces, had arrived. There were Liu Bang, Han Xin, Ying Bu, Peng Yue, Zhou Yin…
Xiangyu turned around and looked at the 28 men who had died with him.
Concubine Yuji was dead, and all eight thousand of his disciples from River East had died in battle. He had nothing left.
At this moment, his gaze fell on a person in the Han army. He was stunned for a moment before putting on a smile." Aren't you my old friend?”
That was Lu Matong, his old friend.
"I heard that the King of Han offered a reward of 1,000 taels of gold for my head and made me a Marquis of Ten Thousand Households.”
Xiang Yu, who had killed hundreds of people twice in a row, was still unharmed.
He did not hesitate to commit suicide.
The only person who could kill the Overlord was him!
Although he was dead, he was still the Overlord of West Chu.
The crowd was silent for a long time.
The ancient voice was still singing the poems about Xiang Yu that had been sung for more than 2,000 years.
……
"This person is a hero."
When King Qin saw the curtain fall, he gave his evaluation.
……
"Is this the true record of Wu Jiang committing suicide?”
"Nature is too mysterious. How did it record this scene and reappear here more than two thousand years later?”
" Xiangyu is too conceited. Although he is invincible, he has made too many enemies…"
At this moment, Xiang Ling finally came back to her senses.
She went to check her live broadcast room and realized that it had stopped broadcasting.
She was not surprised by this. The battle just now was too bloody. Blood spurted out and the ground was dyed red…
Hundreds of corpses…
She hurriedly dialed a number, wanting to call her father and tell her family that the ancestor had appeared.
However, the phone was not in the service area.
"Ah, why is there no signal on the phone?”Xiang Ling saw that the phone's signal bar was actually zero.
"Xinglang can't go up?"
"There's no signal on my phone."
Around the Overlord's tomb, everyone finally realized that there was no signal on their phones.
"Look, it disappeared. Why did a person with golden light appear?”
Someone suddenly pointed at the sky above the Overlord's tomb and shouted.
They only saw that the poem they had just sung had actually combined into a person that was emitting golden light.
That person was tall and burly, wearing a black light armor and a tiger skin red cape.
The golden figure slowly descended and finally landed on the Overlord's tomb. It seemed to have entered it.
"That looks like Xiang Yu. What's going on? Why is the poem being sung golden?“
"What does this mean?"
"I have a feeling that something is going to happen.”
The man's voice trembled.
"Let's go. This place is so terrifying.”
A pair of girls said to her boyfriend.
Xiang Ling's face was pale as she watched this scene. She was standing in front of the Overlord's tomb and could see it the clearest. She saw the figure in the golden light actually blink at her.
It was as if it was alive.
This scene was too incomprehensible.
At some point, many security guards had surrounded the place.
The man who looked like an executive was holding a microphone.
"Everyone, don't be nervous. It was just a natural phenomenon. It wasn't a strange phenomenon at all…"
"Everyone, go to the Public Safety Bureau first. There will be an expert to explain it to you later.”
"The ambulance will be here soon. Some of them are injured and unconscious…"
Bang!
Bang!
Just as the executive was shouting, the underground suddenly began to shake.
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